There is something bitter sweet about the last day of a holiday. Excitement about going back home, I missed the boys (and the dogs..), mixed with the sadness to leave such a beautiful place and more adventures. There's so much more of Skye to see and experience. So many paths to walk, so many waves… Continue reading Postcards from Scotland – 6 (Fairy Pools and Coire na Creiche, 8.2km)
Another sunny start. There is something about opening the curtains and seeing the sun shining over the water and mountains smiling at the horizon that fills your spirit. ... this is Gus, the skipper that took us to and from Ornsay whenever we asked him to... ... 'mainland Skye'... The plan for today was to… Continue reading Postcards from Scotland – 5 (Coral Beach, 4.5km)
A quiet morning on 'our' island. ...inside a tidal pool... .... cold... After lunch I attempted a walk to the Point of Sleat lighthouse. But 4/5 of the way there I had to turn back because the wind was so strong I could barely stand. I was on my own and no other idiot was… Continue reading Postcards from Scotland – 4 – (Point of Sleat, 7.5km)
A ray of sun pierced through the shutters and invited me out of bed early morning. It was like stepping into a different world. Mountains, coastlines that had been hidden from us the day before, suddenly emerge as if by magic. Grown overnight out of thin air. I knew from the forecast the sun wasn't… Continue reading Postcards from Scotland – 3 (The Old Man of Storr, 3.5km)
A day for staying put, reading a book from cover to cover, and getting to know this tiny island. Endless cups of tea. Walking out at low tide. Looking for shells and finding colourful shards of pottery instead. Letting the wind fill your lungs with sea air. Out of the door, turn right towards the… Continue reading Postcards from Scotland – 2
Early start. Sun is already up, let the dogs out, strong coffee. One quick glance for last minute forgotten items. Bags in the car. Adress in the sat-nav. Off we go. Ahead of us 578 miles, a long drive that would bring us closer to Iceland than our own home. Strange thought. And exciting. Exhilarating… Continue reading Postcards from Scotland – 1
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